### 30 - Aftercare (SfDragonThrow)
The black furred bat was gliding on his back through a sea of minty green. His red eyes were lazily staring up at nothing in particular, with an easy smile resting on his face. His mind was completely quiet, as...
Aftercare, Bat, Collie, Enby, Fractionation, Hypno, Hypnosis, Male, Memory play, Non-binary, wholesome
Marcus replied as his muzzle dropped a fraction. jeremy noticed the attitude in surprise. it was a clearly submissive behavior and yet the lion that was twice his size had just submitted to him.
Tags, Two of them
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"and that, children, is why i always think of 'fractions' as 'rational numbers', because when you say 'fractions' it sounds hard but rational numbers are very easy..."
_yeah yeah, sounds great. end class already!
Albino tiger, Character Development, Classroom, Elementary school, Feline, Kissing, Lion, School, Scottish Terrier, Story Progression, Story Series, Teacher, Terrier, Tiger, White Tiger, Young Love, Young boy, Young girl, first kiss
I have glimpsed but
a fraction of a fraction! how could i
search through them all enough to find her when
she wakes in the high heaven she deserves?'
Epic, Iambic pentameter, Poetry, blank verse
Will's smile slipped a fraction of an inch. did jeff not want him here now? why not? did he just need time to himself, or was it something else?
jeff's eyes tracked back to will, and his frown dropped a fraction of an inch.
Clean, Fox, M/M, No-Yiff, Short Story, Wolf
Infinite distraction
chain reaction
swallowing me like a black hole
infinite distraction
chain reaction
dissolving and corrupting my soul
tell me i'm dreaming - this will all go away
that i'm not in this nonexistent plane
a fraction
Dark, Poetry, Sad
#5 of poetry
sad i am, hard to deny
as the life passes by
everyone has fun and do not see
that i am upon my knee
first when i cry and fall
they begin to make call
giving advice, no action
it turns me into fraction
only my shadow feel
that
Dark, Poem, Poetry, revelation
"another would do," says a part,
but only a fraction of my heart.
whoever it is could never be claimant,
at best, even with perfection, they'd be only adjacent.
the only things that's odd, i find,
is still how fresh you are in my mind.
Grief, Poem, Poetry, Sad, loss, sadness